ARGHHHH!!!!!!! I wrote this whole post and it wasn’t saved. It was published with an empty post. I almost thought of copying it for good measure, but nooooo it will do it by itself. Let me try and re-write what I originally wrote. Essentially, as far as tv work has gone, I almost had a role in “The Good Wife”. I was up against a friend (YIKES!) but neither of us got it. Oh well. At least they thought we were good for the role.
This Sunday was a Southern type of day. It started out with a brunch at this place called The Delta Grill in Hell’s Kitchen. It’s a self proclaimed Southern/Louisiana/Cajun/Creole restaurant. I figured, hey, if it’s owned by a guy from Louisiana it can’t be that bad. Turns out, it was just meh. I grew up exposed to food from Louisiana. For a long time my aunt lived in New Orleans. Once I was born she moved to Dallas and brought all of things that she learned with her. Every year since I can remember, she has had a Mardi Gras party. My favorite foods that she made every year were grits and grillades, jambalaya, gumbo, and muffalettas. Little did I know she was fixing it Cajun style. A few years ago I had what was considered Creole jambalaya, which has a base of tomato. Y’all, I was so confused. Essentially, that’s the difference from Creole and Cajun. Creole= tomato base and “city” style, Cajun= no tomato and “country” style. Call me ignorant, but when you’ve grown up to what is considered Cajun you get a little confused when someone throws in some tomato and you claim it as not being real jambalaya (but it was really good anyway). So, for brunch I had Louisiana breakfast tacos, which sounds harmless: corn tortillas, eggs, scallions, cheese and andouille. Then on the “side” was Creole sauce, cheese grits, and red beans. Y’all, I was disappointed. I may be totally new to this whole Creole thing, but it just tasted like plain ole salsa from a jar. It also came at room temperature. Who does that?!? Also, I was disappointed in my beer. I got an Abita Purple Haze, but it tasted like some sort of bitter beer with some fresh squeezed lemon. It was nothing like any Purple Haze I’ve had before. I should have gone with Andygator. But, I will say that my fried okra that I got was good and my friends’ fried chicken and waffles was tasty. To continue my Southern Sunday….
I have a close friend that messaged me on Facebook letting my know that one of his friends’ was playing at this place called Hill Country BBQ. I’ve been there before and I was really impressed. Any place that can pull off some real good brisket wins in my book. I had two friends come along and we enjoyed some good music, Shiner on tap, and frito pie. Y’all, they’ve never heard of frito pie before. I swear I thought that was something everyone has heard of and has eaten before. They have never had it and enjoyed every bite. I’ll be honest and say it really was one of the best frito pies that I’ve ever had. Ever. It was a great ending to a Sunday.
Also another funny Southern note, yesterday my friends and I were talking about Lent. I said I was going to give up cokes for Lent. Lemme just say, in the South and Texas, we call all sodas, pop, soft, drinks, or whatever variation of that, COKE. Just coke. They’re alllll cokes. “I think I’m going to give up cokes for Lent.” *silence* “Okay, I’m giving up sodas for Lent.” Then it was all, “ohhhhhhh.” Yeah. That happened.
It was a great weekend and I’m looking forward to more that are just as great. Roll Tide, y’all!
P.S. If you get confused with all of this mumbo jumbo, just google it, okay?